Dimensional Descent

Rotsan's shock reached an untold level. He was certain that he had done enough to block Leonel, whether that be his laser or the subsequent attack. But, he had somehow lost his arm.

That should have been impossible! His laser was a hidden measure and carried the impact of a Tier 9 expert, not to mention a speed that dwarfed even a Quasi Sixth Dimensional existence.

To make matters worse, his strike should have been more than enough to deal with a Tier 1 expert like Leonel who had only grasped the Four Seasons Realm. But, to his shock, not only was Leonel's Four Seasons Realm far more powerful than any Rotsan had ever come across before, but his Winter Artistic Conception was actually able to corrode his Force.

The result was the Force Rotsan prepared as a counter being rendered useless and his arm flying off as a result.

To Rotsan's horror, Leonel's assault didn't come to an end, nor did Noah take even a step back. Their oppressive auras rose in unison, burying Rotsan's own beneath their might.

Rotsan dove to the side, running from Leonel's blade and trying to slip Noah's in such a way that the two Princes would be forced to clash.

However, it was right at that moment that a new oppression descended.

Leonel's gaze was cold, the pale violet hues of his irises dancing with a darker and darker light.

He held out his silver dual bladed spear, the air around it trembling.

Leonel had had this spear in his possession for a very long time. But, he had never been able to use its Domain. Every attempt he made resulted in the spear fighting back, its disdain for him being almost palpable. However, things were different now.

A buzzing sound appeared from thin air, the spear continuing to tremble.

"Duality."

Leonel and Noah's speeds suddenly broke through a barrier. Realizing the change, Noah no longer hesitated, his body weight increasing explosively as a sheen of diamond coated his skin. His saber doubled in size as he swung down.

for some reason he found that his

he lost was exactly how much Leonel and

calculations was something he had been doing all his life. He realized then that there was no way this was a coincidence. Was this the ability of

But, the delicate instruments of his Radix Cube had

corner from the start and ensuring that he never got to use his full strength as a Quasi

and the others of what they might have to face, but he was so suffocated by the

…

his forehead, the aura of a Sixth Dimensional existence threatening to

"Head, I will go!"

be hovering just above the planet, the

"Go!" Avarone practically growled.

…

and clashed. Rotsan's body was beaten and bloodied, barely using the reserves of his strength to hold on. But, it was very quickly

coldly, a pride blooming in their

they were weak? That they were

hanging around Leonel only seemed to grow thicker

doubled in size

his bronzed palm in retaliation, but his attack speed was suddenly halved while Noah's accelerated even after seemingly

I'll go all out

skin to quickly turned metallic, all sorts of hidden gadgets within his body piercing outside and coating him from head to toe.

appeared to his back, his spear arching upward and taking with it Rotsan's other arm just as it rose

becoming bronzed as he bit down

metal sheering metal resounded, Noah's saber

gaze as he fell to his knees, blood and fluid oil falling out from him. Even nearing his death, he had no idea how Leonel